A Rebirth Among Thrones Before The Rapture (The COTS)

Beautiful tears of merging hearts                                       
In the silently of ears your nation cries out to our Throne in the dusk of night                
Roswell crashed, classified, operative top secret in mid-strife                
Technology strangled, our Kings restored the power and the source in spite                  
We seek out our Queen, we bow to give unto you the riches for what we sent you to seek                
Gold in the depth of earth, prosperous in the morning to all to share in its wealth, absence upturned palms still greet the eyes of the meek.                
A starving nation, moot existence by clocks, air pollution, tainted water, and toxin food                
Unified melody as planes chem trials channels whether                
By divinity a mortal cannot live by bread alone                
As we soar to the Heavens kneeling at God’s throne                
Ordained and blessed, one plus one now equals two                
A halo for us, yours have been bankrupted by your Strawman account, your birthright prospering number, your denied just due                        
Commemoration of the first time you ever touched me                
Sheltering my presence when you lead                
Freeing the Aquarian nature of my water bearer needs                
               
You took my hand as you suspended my mind                
Forever yours in time                
My body you laid out on the bed of a Morocco sand dune                
I saw the stars, the sun, as our bodies kissed the illuminating moon                
Seeds to sow, planted deep within mother earth                
The essence of man’s life to submit, as he giveth unto the flow from his harden girth                
Physiques now asunder from the coalition of its dipping rebirth                
                
We seek this one who has slipped through our ancient Moon portal of time                
whisperers of the grand scheme baptized by our divine                
There are others who seek to destroy the messages of the truth                
Do not drink the KoolAaid of the fundamental fool, his or her food is no sweeter than the morning dew                
Oh, it was so beautiful, rapture of entwined souls, locked in a time one could never compare                
Umm…Our hands rebuilt the ruins of the lost empire we still have the lost strands of Samson’s hair              
Up, up and away, feelings blanket the souls as the heart reveals to show                
Balanced streams of life down below, continues to flow                
Down to earth, spirits as one, we slowly descend as we go                
                
We, the Children of the Sun                
Here not there, as sure as the mighty river runs                
In this year we celebrate, the deliverance of our Kingdom as Earthbound by time                
Tantalizing lines blended in a rainbow by mental designs                
Starship as you beam me up at night                
His destiny has gotten the mission of humanity wrong                
Or the doom of mankind’s technology by fate has gotten this right                                
Our thrones will decide, our King’s will shall be done and exonerated upon their likelihood of that manifest in the calling of Sun and the deliverance by twilight